When a boy is crushing on his bff and they date <3

chapter 2

Jalen's P.O.V

I sat near my window as i anxiously stared at my phone. Max was taking an awful long time to text me. Maybe he just forgot to text me because of his need to rush home. Why am I so worried about Max? He left three minutes ago so the likely answer was that he was still on his way home.  I have no idea why but I always seem to worry about Max, sometimes I worry about him more than I worry about my girlfriend. Max is my best friend, so obviously I would have some worry about him, but the fact that I'm more concerned about him than my girlfriend is kind of eerie. I'm not going to dwell on the topic any longer though, that would just be a waste of time.

Suddenly, I heard a chime come from my phone. The noise was indicating that I received a text from Max. A slight smile began to form on my face, I'm so glad he's alright. I mean if he got hurt, or worse, died, I would be so lost. If Max just disappeared out of nowhere I'd have to settle with talking to Joe in my free time, which would be pure torture. Wait, I still need to reply to Max. At first I wanted to send Max a whole paragraph on how overjoyed I was that he was safe, but I ended up sending him a simple thumbs up emoji. I'm so stupid, I mean a thumbs up emoji. I could of just said I'm glad, but no, I had to send a thumbs up emoji. Let's just hope he didn't take it personally. He probably didn't take it personally, I'm just overthinking.

After reading my response Max went offline. He definitely took the emoji to heart. I feel so bad now, maybe I could send an apology to make it up to him. I typed out a whole heartfelt apology, and as I was about to press send I recalled that Max hadn't eaten dinner yet. That's why he went offline, he had to eat with his family. Silly me, I'll just delete the apology. After I deleted the apology I decided to text my girlfriend, she didn't respond though.

A few hours passed as I stared out the window. All of a sudden a loud sound shook me out of my daze, it was thunder. Let's hope that the storm doesn't wake up my little brother, I really don't want to hear whining right now. I heard a few dogs barking at the thunder which made me laugh. Then the lightning came, shining as bright as ever. I have no clue why people don't like thunderstorms, I find them rather comforting. Well, I mean if there is trauma behind it I understand. I wonder if Max is up I really want to talk to him. Who am I kidding, he's probably asleep and snoring super loudly. Max's snores are oddly comforting, which is kind of weird. I don't know how to describe it but hearing him snore soothes me. He's always so adorable. Wait, adorable, did I really just say that? I mean yeah his little sister is adorable, but not him. I have absolutely no romantic feeling for Max they are all platonic, I think. Actually, I don't think I know, my heart beating faster when I'm around him means nothing. There is no way I have a crush on my best friend, I mean I have a girlfriend.

My phone started to ring, speak of the devil. It was my girlfriend, yeah my lovely girlfriend. The girl of my dreams, the love of my life. I love her, not Max. Max has nothing on my girl, she's just my type. Just because my heart is steady around her and out of control when I'm with Max, doesn't mean I love Max and not her. I'm one hundred percent sure that I am not gay. I'm as straight as a pole, no doubt about it. I love women, not men. I love my girlfriend, not Max. Shoot, I almost forgot, I still have to answer the phone. I pressed the answer button as the call connected.

"Hey, what's up?" I greeted.

"Hey Jalen," she greeted back sorrowfully.

"What's wrong you seem awfully upset?"

"I kind of think that we're not clashing well."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, we have way different personalities."

"Opposites attract though, so it's alright."

"I'm sorry Jalen but I think we should see other people."

"Wait wait wait, what?"

"Yeah, sorry Jalen, bye."

Did she just dump me? Who does she think she is? I'm probably the only person who ever wanted to see her. She's gonna grow old alone, then end up falling into a deep ditch and dying alone. You know what I am indeed a homosexual. Max would've been the better choice. He doesn't think that we need to see other people. Max probably also believes that the personalities of him and I clash perfectly. To be honest, Max is even more attractive than her, which is a stretch. I lied, it wasn't a stretch Max is prettier than her by a mile, she looks like a middle aged man's big toe. Even her smell is unpleasant, it's so bad that even people with covid could smell. The last thing I said was satire, but it might as well be true, she smelled worse than fresh dog poop. I hate her to the moon and back, note that I said hate instead of love.

After insulting her over and over again in my brain I decided to finally get some rest. All of the putting down made me tired. I took a shower early so I can just plop on my bed and drift into a deep sleep. Before I hopped into bed I placed my phone on the night stand near the bed. Then, I swung my arms above my head and landed sideways onto my bed. My head, legs, and arms were dangling off the side of the bed, since I fell down onto the bed sideways. I swung my feet around so that I was facing forward, then pulled my blanket over me. Tomorrow is going to be a good day, especially since I get to hang out with Max.